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11
The night was of the Lockwood's party, the sister-event of the charity that Jeremy's aunt Jenna was throwing with Carol Lockwood. While the party was mainly being thrown to give attention to Carol and Jenna's charity, it was being held at the Lockwood mansion; meaning that it'd be at the home of Tyler Lockwood. Someone that Damon still wasn't very happy about.
Call it childish, overly territorial, or senselessly jealous. Damon didn't really give a damn how he was acting. A part of him was still distrustful of the mutt's actions and that same part of him had grown even more skeptical when Jeremy announced to him that he was attending said party. Any other time Damon wouldn't care if Jeremy attended an event at the mutt's home, but Damon still wasn't too keen on the fact that he and Jeremy slept together in the same bed and that he also flashed Jeremy his dick.
Thanks to Caroline that image still hasn't gotten out of Damon's head; which was absolutely repulsive to the vampire.
So it made sense for Damon not to be all smiles and romance as he was watching Jeremy get dressed for the fancy occasion. He was wearing a very nice black suit, tailored deliciously to fit his body perfectly. Long legs, toned torso, broad back, all for the admiration by Damon. Except now Damon was more annoyed than anything else.
"I still don't see the importance of you going to this ridiculous party."
Damon stated as he sat on Jeremy's bed leaning against the nearest wall watching Jeremy struggle to put on his tie.
Jeremy sighed, "It's just for a few hours, if even that. And I know how much it'll mean to Jenna if I show some support for her, this party is basically recognition for the charity she's responsible for and it means a lot to her."
The vampire rolled his eyes. Yes, Jeremy's reason was a good one but the fact that there were so many charities and parties thrown in Mystic Falls was starting to get old, and fast. He could probably bet anyone that they couldn't explain to him exactly what this charity was specifically for and he'd win. But apparently Jeremy was determined to go; no matter how many times Damon heaved an annoyed sigh or rolled his bright blue eyes.
"You're cute when you pout." Jeremy said as he was still focusing on his tie and looking at Damon behind him through his mirror. He could see the smile that Damon was trying to fight off, eventually winning; among everything else Damon had a very sexy smile. Damon got up from the bed and helped Jeremy with his losing battle against the simple piece of cloth. Damon tied the garment effortlessly as he stared into Jeremy's eyes while doing so.
"I wasn't pouting." Damon finally said—his eyes now on the tie.
Jeremy gave out a light chuckle, "Whatever you say."
Damon smoothed the silk and tucked it into Jeremy's black jacket. Damon took a step back and admired the person in front of him; Jeremy really was one of those people who could turn heads, even without trying.
The younger of the two males leaned in and kissed the other, thanking him for helping. Jeremy's eyes closed and his mouth opened in a sigh as he felt Damon drag him closer by the hands on his hips. The eldest kissed the other boldly, gathering Jeremy's body against his own, his hands sliding over Jeremy's back desperately. The kiss had heated in the matter of seconds, Jeremy pushed away before a third round could be taken place in his room that day.
"Oh-okay." Jeremy stammered breathlessly as he pushed Damon back gently.
"Elena's gonna be here any minute with Stefan, so we don't have any time for… well—", he paused, blushing as he did so. Giving Damon even more reason to be attracted to him; Jeremy wasn't bashful all of the time but when he was it couldn't be any more adorable.
Damon raised his hands innocently and stepped away from his temptation, smiling playfully.
"Speaking of which—," Damon said as he landed back on his spot on the bed.
"Have you decided about what you're going to do about Elena?" He asked, baiting Jeremy for the answer he hoped for.
The confused teenager looked at the mirror, back at Damon, confusion clear and apparent on his face.
Damon blinked looking downward, letting out an almost silent sigh.
"Stefan knows… as you're already aware." He grinned, remembering exactly how Stefan found out. Still Damon loved how Jeremy came into Stefan's sight wearing nothing but his jeans the morning after his and Jeremy's first time together. The expression on Stefan's face was so priceless Damon wished he had a camera on him to keep that moment forever.
Jeremy started biting on his bottom lip ominously. "Oh—", he let out quietly.
Certainly wasn't the start of the answer Damon was hoping for. An unenthusiastic Oh: never a good sign.
"You gonna tell her?" Damon probed flatly.
As Jeremy's eyes met Damon's through the reflection of the mirror, almost apologetically, the vampire got his answer. They both could read the looks on each other's faces.
Jeremy turned around to face Damon. "It's just that—," he had no opportunity to finish.
"I get it Jeremy." The tone of Damon's voice unrepentant and slightly cold, succeeding the nonchalance he was going for.
Before Damon could get up from the bed Jeremy quickly jumped on him, clumsily.
"Wait. I just…" his action had halted Damon's movements.
"She doesn't know I'm attracted to guys, i-it would shock her in more ways than one if I just came out and said exactly who I'm seeing before first—preparing her, I guess." He rushed out.
Damon's eyes narrowed when Jeremy made the comment about him being attracted to guys, somewhere deep in his throat released a somewhat jealous and low growl when Jeremy said that he did.
Catching that he worded the first part of his sentence badly Jeremy clarified, "You know what I mean, Damon. She doesn't know that I'm not… straight. I just think that I should ease in to telling her that first then work my way into telling her about us."
As soon as the word us fell from Jeremy's lips Damon let go of any worry or irritation he was holding on to. Still a little impatient with the slow progress his and Jeremy's new relationship was taking but somewhere inside of him was relieved to be reassured that Jeremy was currently thinking of the two of them as two people together. He mentally rolled his eyes at how ridiculously "Stefan-ish" he was sounding but the fact that Jeremy was still on top of him was distracting Damon from any other thought than about the tempting and warm body that was so close to his manhood.
"Are you mad?" Jeremy asked in a quiet voice as he shifted himself more comfortably, still sitting on Damon and looking down at him. All of the movement was causing friction against Damon in a delectably enticing way.
Damon's face instantly softened and his eyes flashed upward to Jeremy's. He tilted up his head and kissed Jeremy's lips, getting caught up in the heat coming from the other male's body. Not caring that he was still wearing his suit Jeremy straddled Damon's waist and pushed Damon downward onto the bed. The vampire smiled up at his human, his eyes much brighter than from before and he gently tugged on the tie that he so professionally knotted around Jeremy's neck, lowering the male on top of him.
The two deepened their already frenzied kiss, forgetting and overall just simply not caring that Jeremy was still fully dressed and that both of their siblings really were due to arrive at any moment.
But alas, whether or not the two cared, both Elena and Stefan were right outside the front door and in just a few seconds the entrance was opened and they entered the house. While Elena tossed her keys on the coffee table and made her way into the kitchen unaware of things, Stefan knew exactly what was going on above their heads. He knew what was going on and between whom. His brow arched, partly from residual surprise that Damon and Jeremy were still getting together and also out of annoyance that neither of them were stopping what they were currently doing, even though Stefan was positive that Damon knew the two of them weren't alone anymore.
"Damon—", heavy breathing and whimpering followed the lust-filled call of the name of Jeremy's vampire.
Stefan's eyes widened in shock, at around the same time that Damon smirked to himself, knowing his younger brother could hear them.
Stefan cleared his throat, "Elena, I'm going to go home and change for the party tonight, call me when you're ready?" He smiled to his girlfriend, who still hadn't a clue that her little brother was getting groped in his childhood bedroom.
Elena reached for a hug and a kiss from her boyfriend, "Okay, I'll see you here in a bit. Love you." She said sweetly.
As Stefan was half way out the door he returned his love just as amiably. When Elena had walked away far enough for her not to hear Stefan the vampire added, "You two better be careful, she's going up stairs now Damon." He warned with a harsh tone.
He wasn't doing it for Damon's benefit, but for Elena's. It'd throw her into cardiac arrest if she walked in on her younger brother while he was in the midst of whatever the hell he was doing with Damon, the king of all things sadistic and merciless; although he was anything but those things when he was with Jeremy.
While both Stefan and Damon were aware of the other's presence in the house Jeremy honestly wasn't. In between his moans, sighs, and heavy breathing he didn't hear the front door open and shut, nor was he aware of anyone there except for him and Damon. So it caught him by surprise when Damon muffled his groans with a deep kiss, and finally a whisper in his ear, "Elena's here."
Jeremy opened his eyes, barely hearing what Damon told him. Sadly as he was fully aware of his surroundings again his bedroom was empty. The body that he was clinging to disappeared; the heat that he was drowning in was now nonexistent. Jeremy saw that his window was open, and once again he was alone.
11
The night had finally arrived.
Elena was moments away from calling her date as she said she would and Jeremy was done fixing his clothes…again. Damon had loosened his tie when he pulled on it earlier and somehow Jeremy managed for it to be detached completely from his body.
"Jeremy! You ready?" Elena called from downstairs.
With her hair in loose curls, her dress the shade of pearl white, and jewels around her neck Elena looked stunning. Before she could holler the name of her younger brother again Stefan opened the front door and appeared wearing a black suit and tie the same shade of white as Elena's dress was. Matchy matchy didn't look so disgustingly cute when it came to the couple's attire, they both pulled it off rather nicely.
"Well don't you look amazing?" Elena smiled as Stefan twirled her with ease.
"You look even better." He complimented her charmingly.
As the two kissed one another Jeremy came sprinting down the steps fully dressed and ready to go.
"Is Jenna already there?" Jeremy asked as he fiddled with his tie.
"Yeah, she's helping Carol, told us to meet her there when we're ready." His sister answered. Then, as she noticed it, her stare was glued to Jeremy's neck; she saw the hickeys that marred her brother's skin; the teeth marks that were indented into his flesh. Yet Elena didn't ask about it, not wanting to start a fight just before her aunt's party. As far as she knew Jeremy wasn't seeing anyone. Was he, she wondered.
11
The three of them drove to the Lockwood mansion, Elena stating how nice her brother and boyfriend looked with both Jeremy and Stefan returning the compliments. While the ride was pleasant for Elena there was an awkward vibe in the car between Jeremy and Stefan. Stefan because he still couldn't get the auditory memory of his brother and Jeremy out of his mind and Jeremy because he realized after Damon left that if Damon could hear Elena and Stefan in the house then more than likely Stefan was able to hear them. Even though Stefan was aware of him and Damon Jeremy still wasn't comfortable in the situation, he worried that Stefan would tell Elena what he knew if he hadn't already.
So both Jeremy and Stefan were grateful when the three of them finally arrived to their destination. The party was being held both inside and outdoors. Carol had the entire area decorated in lights, since it was dark out the whole thing really did look gorgeous, even if it was just another party among many others for reasons that no one was really certain of.
The three of them entered the busy home, greeting Jenna by the front door.
As she was playing hostess she just gave Elena a quick hug and said for them to mingle. While Elena and Stefan wandered to find Bonnie and Caroline someone else found Jeremy.
The dark-haired werewolf smiled when he found Jeremy walking alone, the youngest Gilbert had ventured outside where there was less of a crowd.
Subtly Tyler walked outside and caught Jeremy by the arm. "Hey," he grinned brightly, trying to tone down his excitement yet it wasn't exactly working for him.
Jeremy was surprised at first, for a minute he had completely forgotten he was still on the Lockwood property. Tyler didn't miss when Jeremy's breathing quickened, ever since he triggered the curse his senses were so heightened that he couldn't believe some of the things he was able to hear and smell. The intensity of Jeremy's scent was almost addictive for Tyler. He wanted the human so badly and yet he wasn't even sure if Jeremy was even in to guys. He would just have to find out on his own, Tyler thought suddenly.
Then, something came to Tyler's attention.
"Hey Tyler." Jeremy greeted casually.
It was as if Tyler lost the ability to speak. He was bound by the jealousy that washed over him as he looked at the markings on Jeremy's neck. He saw bite marks, places where the skin had been sucked, he could see where the once pristine neck was marked and discolored. Not only was Tyler jealous, he was saddened with disappointment.
"Are you all right?" Jeremy asked, noticing the difference in Tyler.
Jeremy's voice snapped Tyler out of his haze.
"Uh—yeah, I'm… I'm good, yeah." The wolf inside of him was furious, the part of him that was human was filled with sadness; such a predicament for the young Lockwood.
"You sure?" Jeremy asked as he reached out his hand and placed it comfortingly on Tyler's arm, or what he thought was comforting. To Tyler the touch ignited something inside of him, he could feel his eyes fighting the urge to change, a golden color started to manipulate the werewolf's eyes. There've been so many times Tyler thought about how a touch from Jeremy would feel, it was hot and his skin felt like it was vibrating.
As an instant reaction Tyler turned away quickly and scurried to an area beside the mansion where the guests were prohibited. Without an invitation or really any valid reason except for his curiosity and genuine concern for Tyler, Jeremy followed the werewolf.
"Tyler? Tyler, a-are you okay? Your eyes—they were… they-they changed colors." He stuttered on confusion and worry as he walked where ever Tyler did.
Breathless Tyler finally stopped rushing away from his emotional trigger that Jeremy had become and tried with all of his might to calm himself down. The whole thing was so ridiculous, it was a simple infatuation he had on Jeremy, and his emotions going hay wire like they were was too much.
"Go back to the party Jeremy, I'll be fine." Tyler pleaded as he backed against the mansion's outer wall, sliding to the ground.
"Tyler I—I don't think that was a good sign, are you sure you're okay? Has that happened a lot since you— um, since... you turned?" He said hesitantly, not sure if what he was saying was entirely appropriate. He could hear Tyler's breathing, it was rapid and uneven, he watched as it was clear that the older brunette was calming himself down.
Jeremy inched closer to the boy sitting on the ground, finally regulating his emotions, calming his wolf – for reasons Jeremy would never even know.
The younger of the two asked slowly, "Is it—feeling better?"
He had unknowingly referred to the wolf inside of Tyler, truly worried for him.
Tyler tried to tear his eyes away from the ground, a safe spot for them as Jeremy stubbornly insisted on getting closer to him. Eventually Tyler succeeded in looking at Jeremy, at everything he quickly realized wasn't obtainable to him. Tyler should've known; he had figured out a long time ago since he changed that while his senses had heightened, his emotions had increased as well. Every emotion had intensified: anger, joy, excitement, and sadly disappointment and sorrow. It explained Tyler's abrupt jealousy; it explained his unexpected fixation with Jeremy. It was all making sense to Tyler now.
Jeremy unhurriedly sat next to Tyler against the large house, "Well the color's gone back to normal." Jeremy offered as he smiled sheepishly, his brown eyes staring intensely into Tyler's. There was a need inside of him just dying to know what it was back there that caused such a drastic change in the color of his eyes, golden honey color, manipulated by silver and brown
So quietly that Jeremy almost didn't hear it, Tyler whispered, "I'm sorry."
"What are you sorry for?" Jeremy asked, almost too innocently.
Did he always have to be so fucking cute? Tyler wondered in that moment.
"I usually have a better handle on it." He explained quietly, now looking back at the ground again.
The distance between him and Jeremy was a good enough space between casual friends but for a werewolf who desired a person as much as Tyler did it was too close for him to be next to Jeremy, so he unsubtly slid over – not caring that he was getting grass stains on his bottom.
In an almost humorous fashion Jeremy slid in the same direction as Tyler did, for some damn reason he was insisting that they be dangerously close to each other.
"Does it happen often?" Jeremy questioned, leaning over just a little. To be honest he didn't really know why he was trying to get closer to Tyler, maybe it was because he wanted to simply help the young werewolf. Tyler basically had no one else to turn to in times like these so who better than Jeremy? He may not know exactly every detail there was to the curse but at least he could be around Tyler's eyes changing and have an understanding for it as opposed to someone who hadn't a clue.
"Just um— just when I feel… certain things." Tyler murmured in admittance. Such a fucking mistake he had just made. Where exactly was he planning on going from that statement?
Jeremy had gotten trapped in confusion, his brows furrowed together slightly and he subconsciously started biting on the corner of his lower lip. "What do you mean? You— did you, did you feel something?"
Yes. Absolute, inexplicable, animalistic jealousy on top of the fact that your touches make me want to add more marks on you. But he couldn't very well say that, even as his mind was thinking it.
Tyler had no idea what he was supposed to say now. The air felt like it was growing hotter by the second, he could smell all sorts of scents coming from Jeremy; the human's cologne, his fabric softener, his shampoo, his… aftershave? Well that's hot. But most of all Tyler's sense of smell was being bombarded by the scent of something he wasn't too familiar with, he could smell someone else on Jeremy.
He quickly tried to get his mind on to anything but the body beside him. So sporadically Tyler parted his lips and asked, "Why are you sitting here Jeremy?"
Tyler turned slightly to face the boy beside him and he noticed the small frown that was tugging Jeremy's lips, how the expression soon traveled to his eyes, his hair falling into his face and even though it was dark Tyler could see Jeremy's eyes travel downward to the ground between them.
"Because you looked so panicked earlier that I wanted to see if you were okay." Jeremy answered his voice quiet and timid.
Tyler sprung up from his sitting position, adjusted his clothes properly before saying, "Well I'm fine. You should really get back to the party. I'm sure Elena and Jenna are wondering where you've gone off to."
Jeremy chuckled with little humor, "I'm sure they'll be fine." He got up as well, "What exactly did you feel earlier?"
Jeremy was nothing if not a persistent prier.
The youngest Gilbert was now standing closer to Tyler than he had ever been that night. His thrumming heart sounding so loud, his warmth radiating so strongly, stood so close to Tyler; faces only inches apart, a short distance that neither could explain if they were to be seen. All it'd take from Tyler would be to lean in just a little and he'd achieve what he's wanted to do since he realized his draw to Jeremy.
But in the end Tyler breathed in deeply, reveling in the sweet scent that was of Jeremy, and infuriatingly the scent of someone else, he begrudgingly backed up a few steps.
"Thanks for – for trying to help. I appreciate it, Jeremy." Tyler said thoughtfully before he turned around and walked away. Jeremy stood in the darkened area, watching Tyler's back move further and further away. He bowed his head, rubbed his hand through his hair and let it fall to his side. He couldn't but worry for Tyler; worry for the fact that if Tyler's eyes could change their color so easily without his control it's only a matter of time before he draws more attention than can just be brushed off.
When Tyler got to a far enough distance he looked back to where Jeremy was standing. He saw that Jeremy wasn't alone anymore, he saw the reason for the marks on Jeremy's neck, he realized who the scent from earlier came from, and he could see how happy Jeremy seemed to be.
11
Thoughts?
Ughhh! I'm so sorry Jyler fans, I wanted to delve deeper into the supernatural triangle and make Damon as jealous as possible but I started reading the last 10 chapters and I want to take the story back to the tone of how it was in the beginning; but I don't want to prolong it for too long ('cause we all know from my Jyler story that I hate putting an ending to a story, but I don't want it to get too too long with no plot.)
Tell me what you thought about it!